A love story – Part 6

What do you mean these eggs are expired? Content warning: infertility Our honeymoon is amazing. Yes amazing for all the typical reasons, but also…wheat berry pancakes. I am not kidding around. They are incredible. I don’t even like pancakes but these? Memorable. Delicious. It’s our first weekend home after our honeymoon. Saturday morning breakfast at a restaurant we’d never been to before. The waitress is strangely devoid of boundaries and keeps hanging all over Anji, much to Anji’s discomfort. At some point one of us informs her that her over familiarity is inappropriate and unappreciated. Driving home that afternoon I … Continue reading A love story – Part 6

Gravity

It’s early December 2018. There is so much to do. So much to figure out. I am desperate to check all the perceived boxes but everything takes time. And time is the one thing I feel I have missed so much of. minutes fall away like gravity pulling water from a faucet a simple consequence of time the result of ill-fit riddle comes to me in pieces strewn across the floor am I enough to put it together? I am not certain anymore I’ve got a secret so long kept I didn’t know, couldn’t see it push it away Continue reading Gravity